remembering the fall
with addiction i have faught,
but as i pick up my books,
dealing with it somehow looks
like some child’s play; simple and
interesting to understand.
once adored, before the sky
had become my home for thoughts.
i’m excited to take knots
of the past and untangle
each and every one that can strangle
my reborn outlook on all.
i’m remembering the fall.
Luka.